𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲

𑁍𝗦𝗮𝗺 𝗚𝗼𝗹𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗵~𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𑁍

A/N~This was requested by Sturniolotriplet1, I hope you and everyone else likes it.

TW~Panic attack and injury.

Y/N's POV

I was at the Bowers Mansion with my boyfriend Sam, his best friend Colby, and Seth, ready to investigate the paranormal activity that had been reported there. It was both exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time.

As we split up for the final investigation, Seth went across the street to the funeral home with a spirit box, Sam went downstairs to the basement to find a haunted doll, and Colby and I went upstairs to Bernard's room.

As we entered the room, Colby held up the EMF detector while I had the camera ready to capture any evidence. We walked around the room, feeling a strange energy in the air.

"Bernard, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about the life that you lived-"

And that's when it happened - the door that led downstairs to a bathroom slammed shut. I jumped and let out a scream, completely shocked and scared.

"Did you see that?!" I exclaimed, my heart racing.

Colby's eyes widened as he looked at me. "Holy fuck!"

I felt my chest tightening, and my breathing became shallow. We basically ran all tge way down the stairs and outisde to the porch steps. I could feel a panic attack coming on.

"I've never been that fuckikg scared in my life guys!" Colby said as he spoke to the camera. I tried to get Colby's attention, but he seemed lost in his own thoughts as he paced the room. I needed Sam. I needed his support. I managed to get Colby's attention, and I stammered out, "C-Colby I-I need Sam."

Colby's eyes widened in concern, and he quickly rushed towards the basement door which lead to where Sam was investigating. I sat down on the porch step outside, trying to calm my racing heart.

Seth came out and sat next to me, putting a gentle hand on my back. "Hey, just try to breathe with me, okay? In...and out...in...and out," he said softly, trying to help me regulate my breathing.

But I was still shaken, and my chest felt tight. "I-I can't Seth." I couldn't catch my breath. It felt like the walls were closing in on me. "It's okay, Sam will be here soon." He spoke, as I still tried to take at least one deep breath.

I heard footsteps approaching, and I looked up to see Sam crouching in front of me, his eyes filled with worry.

"Angel, look at me. Hey, you're okay. You're safe. Just try to take some deep breaths, okay?" Sam said, his voice calming and reassuring.

I tried to focus on his voice, on his presence. I closed my eyes and tried to follow his instructions, taking deep breaths in and out. "I can't Sam!" I said, still struggling to allow oxygen into my lungs.

"Yes you can Y/N, we're all here for you." Colby said as he gave my hand a gentle squeeze.

Slowly, I felt my breathing start to regulate, the tightness in my chest easing.

"That's it, you're doing great," Sam whispered, giving me words of encouragement and praise. Colby let go of my hand and then rubbed my back, offering support in his own way. I finally managed to calm down, feeling exhausted but relieved.

Sam pulled me into a hug, holding me close. "I'm proud of you, angel. You did great. I love you," he said softly, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead.

We all gathered our equipment and headed back to the car, exhaustion weighing us down. I fell asleep on the way back to the hotel, my head resting on Sam's chest as his arms wrapped around me protectively, feeling safe and protected in the arms of the one I loved.